Intro:

This is a fanfic for the TV show Road Rovers. A new member has joined the team, but is she more than she appears?

Characters:

Hunter: The leader of the Road Rovers. Hunter is a mixed-breed, mostly Yellow Lab. He has a perky and energetic disposition and the power of super speed, usually accompanied by a fire trail. He was first called to join the team mere seconds away from being gassed at a dog pound, but now he lives with the president of the United States (when he's not saving the world, that is).

Colleen: Second-in-command. Colleen is a female Rough Collie with a quick mind, an endless supply of retorts, and incredible martial arts skills. She speaks with a London accent and is extremely attracted to Hunter. In the show, Hunter has displayed some attraction to her as well, but for the purposes of this story Hunter is unaware of Colleen's affection (although that doesn't mean he wouldn't be inclined to reciprocate if he knew).

Blitz: A Doberman Pinscher. His ego is unrivaled, his courage undetectable, and his brain appears to be completely non-existent. His powers are Super Claws, capable of slicing through virtually anything, and Super Teeth, which allow him to eat virtually anything. He often vies with Hunter for leadership of the team, but fortunately his efforts are too obvious to make any headway. He has a weakness for pretty faces, particularly Colleen's.

Exile: A Siberian Husky. Exile has a thick Russian accent, frequently augmented by his tendency to jumble American idioms. He has a happy and carefree attitude, as well as the powers of super-strength and various sight-based powers, notably heat vision and freeze vision. He finds Blitz to be extremely frustrating and often calls him "weird boy."

Shag: For some reason, Shag is never fully transformed. Even as a cano-sapien he looks so much like an ordinary dog that all he has to do is get down on all fours and nobody can tell the difference. He cannot speak English, only a strange dog-speak which Hunter often has to translate for the benefit of the other Rovers. His power is super-strength, but he usually lacks the courage to use it. He can also hide weapons, equipment, and sometimes even teammates in his thick fur, making him useful for covert operations.

Muzzle: Professor Shepherd's rottweiler. Originally named Scout, Muzzle earned his nickname from the fact that he constantly wears a muzzle and straitjacket and is strapped to a hand-truck at all times. When he gets loose…well, you don't want to be in the same room. Or the same building.

Professor Shepherd: Known to the Road Rovers as "The Master," Professor Shepherd is the scientist who invented the transdogmafier, a machine which can turn ordinary dogs into Road Rovers and back again. He usually directs the team from their headquarters, briefing them on their upcoming missions and so on.

General Parvo: The Road Rovers' arch-nemesis. General Parvo stole the original transdogmafier and modified it to turn dogs into cano-mutants: monstrous creatures utterly loyal and obedient to himself. He has a metal arm and leg, for unknown reasons, and he wears a metal skullcap.

Groomer: General Parvo's assistant. Groomer wears a red jumpsuit and a metal helmet, and she rarely dares to cross General Parvo.

00:23, Secret Lab, Somewhere Underground

A red-suited woman with black hair placed a dog inside a testing chamber and closed the door. Turning to a control panel she tapped away at some keys, and a loud hum of energy came from the booth, accompanied by a hiss of gas and a pinkish glow. The dog yelped and scrambled to get out, but the woman ignored the sounds and checked an instrument panel. The energy levels weren't high enough, so she reached for a lever and boosted the power. The dog grew more frantic as the strange radiation continued to bathe its body and saturate its brain. Finally, as the energy levels reached their peak, the dog let out a howl of unimaginable anguish as it felt its very nature being changed, corrupted. The woman shut off the power and looked at the figure seated above her.

"What are the readings?" asked the rough voice of her boss.

The woman clicked at her keyboard. "Running brain scan now," she said with a thick Scottish accent. She was silent for a moment, then declared, "It is just as we hoped, General- and better. Brain activity is up in all areas. A few of them are off the scale."

"And the programming?"

"Complete success," she answered.

"Excellent. Begin her training at once, Groomer."

"Yes, General."

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Thanks for reading! Toon in next week to see what happens next!